A/N: This is an uncompleted fic that I'm trying to complete but I need motivation and advice for me to complete it. I also need to know if it's worth continuing, please let me know by reviewing and tell me what you think. Thanx Luv Jayde –x-
But Une, I Want A Baby!
By Jayde Glazzard
"Hmmm, I don't get it," Une said. "I would of thought they'd be around here somewhere."
"Maybe they're around this corner…" Treize said as he turned left, down another corridor.
"I think we've been down there before Treize!" Une shouted. But Treize just seemed to ignore her.
They were lost. Treize and Une had been searching this maze of a hospital now for at least forty minutes. And not getting anywhere but more lost and confused.
"I told you they weren't down here!" Une shouted at Treize.
"Well it's not my fault!" Treize defended. "It's a hospital, everywhere looks the same; this is after all, the largest hospital on Earth and space!"
'Damn' Une thought. 'He has a point, can't scream at him for that…'
Treize and Une looked up and in the direction they had just come from where the scream originated.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!! I HATE YOU!! YOU ARE *NEVER* SLEEPING WITH ME AGAAAAAIIIIIIIINNNNNNNN!!!!!! AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!!"
"That's her!" Treize said.
"See, I told you! I *knew* they were down that way!" Une screamed as she ran to the direction on the declaration of hate. Treize following close behind.
"But Lady, it's unlady like to run like that!" Treize said hoping to slow her down. He wasn't too dignified or talented at running. Besides if she did run to fast, he would loose her and himself in the hospital.
Suddenly she stopped dead.
"Lady!" Treize screamed as they crashed into each other. He hadn't had the time to stop himself before the momentum of his running made him collide into Lady Une.
"Damn it, Treize!" Une screamed with Treize on top of her.
"I'm sorry." Treize said and smiled sheepishly.
"Treize, I'm fine, now get up and look into that window!" Une said as she pointed to the window they collided under, which had made Une stop in the first place that showed a chaotic hospital room.
Treize knelt up so only the top of his head was visible.
"AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!! SHIT!!" Noin screamed, she was on the hospital bed.
"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Noin, please let me go. Let me go!" Zechs moaned.
"FUCKING HELL, ZECHS. YOU'RE IN NO POSITION TO COMPLAIN!!" Noin screamed. She thought that Zechs moaning over a little crushed hand was nothing compared to what she was going through. She was, after all, giving birth to their first child.
Outside, Lady Une stood up, dusted herself off and went to step inside the room. A week or so earlier, Noin had asked Treize and Une to be present during the labour.
"Wait." Treize said and held her hand, preventing her from grabbing the door handle.
"Are you sure you want to go in there?" Treize asked, returning his attention back to the window.
'What's gotten into him…?' Une thought. "What do you mean?"
"It's just that…," he paused to look at the chaos of the maternity room. "It's like a war zone in there. There's more chaos and blood in that one room than I've seen all throughout the war!"
Une sighed. "Come on, don't be a sissy." She grabbed his hand and practically dragged him into the maternity room which Noin and Zechs were in.
Zechs was the first to notice Treize and Une entering the room. "Hey Treize," Zechs tried to pull out of Noin's grip. "Hi Une."
"Damn it, Zechs. You're staying right here. You are going to experience every bit of pain that I do." Noin said as she gripped harder on his hand. Until they heard a snap. Noin had broken Zechs' right hand.
Une and Treize looked at Zechs and his hand.
"If we would have been here earlier, that would have been our hand." Treize whispered to Une.
"Yeah, too right. Good job you have no sense of direction." Une giggled.
"Good job Zechs is left-handed, otherwise he would have been screwed." They both giggled.
"AAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Zechs screamed.
"AAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Noin screamed as another contraction hit her.
And then…"Waaaaaaaaa!!!" The new born baby screamed as it's lungs filled and expelled oxygen for the first time.
Apart from the baby, everyone was quiet. All with the biggest grins on their faces. It was hard to tell who had the largest grin between Zechs and Noin. Noin because she's finished giving birth or Zechs because Noin had let go of his hand.
As Une and Treize plucked up the courage to walk up to Noin's bedside the baby was being cleaned and presented to the sleepy and exhausted Noin.
"Congratulations, you have a healthy, 7lb 2oz, baby girl." The head doctor said.
"Awwwwwwwwwwwww," Noin cooed as she held out her arms to hold her baby daughter for the first time. "Oh Zechs, isn't she beautiful…?"
Zechs looked at his daughter, who was wrapped in a small white blanket, and had stopped crying now that she was in the arms of her mother.
"Yeah," he said stroking his daughter's hair with his unbroken hand, "She looks just like her mother." He then kissed the top of Noin's head.
"But she's got her daddy's hair." She said has she pulled him down to kiss him on the lips. As Zechs pulled up after the kiss, he whispered to the doctor and raised his broken right hand. The doctor nodded and mentioned for Zechs to follow him.
"So," Une said as she took Zechs' place and stroked the baby's chubby cheek, "What's her name, then?"
"Maria." Noin said sleepily. "Maria Joanne Peacecraft."
"Hey Noin, mind if I hold her?" Une asked eagerly.
"Of course you can hold her. You are her Godmother now." Noin replied then gently handed Maria to Une.
"Awwwww, your so beautiful." Une said as she cradled Maria in her arms. Wondering if this is what it'll be like if her and Treize ever had children. She looked over at Treize who was feeling a bit left out until Zechs came back with his right hand bandaged up.
"Hey Treize," Une called out softly. The baby was asleep and she didn't want to wake her up. "Would you like to hold your Goddaughter?"
Treize looked a bit scared. Which could be quite understandable, quite a few people are afraid of dropping a baby when they hold them for the first time.
"Go on, Treize." Zechs said as he patted Treize on the back. "Hold her for me, my hand is totally out of commission."
Treize plucked up the courage to hold his new goddaughter, it's not like she was going to bite him or anything, she had no teeth, but he didn't want to hurt her. And it's the least he could do for his friend.
"Here you go," Une said as she handed over Maria to Treize. "Now support her neck," Treize supported her neck. "See it's not so bad, is it?"
Now that Treize had relaxed, he had started to rock Maria gently as she was sleeping. He was so enthralled by Maria that he hadn't noticed that forty-five minutes had gone by.
"Hey Treize," he felt tugging on his sleeve. "Treize." More tugging.
'Why isn't he listening? We've got to go now otherwise we'll be late for our dinner out.' Une thought. 'HA! Got an idea.'
She walked to the window to the hospital and said "Treize, someone's trying to break into your BMW."
"WHAT??!!" Treize snapped out of his daydream. "We got to go! Now! Now! NOW!" He when to run out the room when Une grabbed his arm again.
"Treize, you can't steal their baby."
"Oh, sorry." He handed Maria, who had just started to wake up, to Noin and rushed out with Une close behind.
'What's he gonna say when he finds out is car wasn't touched?' Une thought.
"I'm sorry Treize," Une said as she took her coat off and placed it in the rack in the hall of their mansion. "But if I hadn't of done that if we didn't have other things to do, you know that!"
Treize looked at her, he was angry at first. He didn't know why, but he just felt so relaxed and happy holding Maria. The only thing what would have been better is if it was his and Une's child. "It's alright, Lady." He said, composed once more. "We'd better get ready, I wouldn't want our usual spot in the most expensive restaurant in town to be taken up, now do we?"
"Race ya' to the bathroom!" Une said with a smirk. But before Treize could reply, she had already ran ahead of him.
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=The next morning
Lady Une woke up early after her night out with Treize. She was still a bit groggy, it being 6:30 am with the fact that she had a bit too much to drink the night before and being in close proximity of an extremely amorous Treize. She turned over in the large king style bed to look at Treize. It was wonderful to wake up next to him, every morning she'd just stare at him, admiring him. She couldn't help but think that he looked like some sort of Grecian God from Akropolis, yet he had a child-like charm, even asleep, it's hard to believe he is the leader of OZ.
But even with his God-like looks and child-like charm it didn't prepare her for the bombshell he dropped on her last night on their dinner out.
"Would Sir and Madame care for some wine?" A snooty waiter with too much Brylcreme said addressing Treize and Une in a fake French accent.
"What's your selection?" Treize asked. The waiter then handed Treize the wine menu.
"This particular wine is very popular at the moment," the waiter said holding a chilled bottle of wine. Treize inspected the year "AC 124, hmmmm, good year. Well have that one." Said Treize, the self confessed, wine expert.
Une on the other hand wasn't too comfortable with wines especially with those sodding red wines. She found that they easily went to her head. "Ermm, don't you have any Bacardi Breezer's? I'll have the pineapple one."
The waiter looked down at her as if is was an alien, "I'm sorry Madame, we don't *do* Bacardi's or whatever here."
"Oh," She looked at Treize. She hated posh snotty nosed places like this, and Treize knows that full well. But she still came to make him happy. Une had to settle drinking the wine with the apparently 'good year', she knew she'd regret it in the morning.
Then she remembered a conversation somewhere in the middle of their main course. That's when he dropped the bombshell on her.
"Lady…" Treize started.
"Yes, Treize?" Une said looking up at him.
"I want a child, can we have a baby?" Treize said very quickly. Une choked for a second or two on the lamb she was eating. Another thing she remembered was that she didn't give him a straight answer. She said things on the line of "Are we ready for that?" and "How long will I be working for OZ?" and "You ask me to have your child yet you don't ask me to marry you?!" But she thought that was the drink saying that. But she didn't remember much after that.
Une stared at Treize for a couple of minutes more until she started to feel a bit queasy. As the bile started to rise in her throat she groggily got out the bed, put a overgrown shirt on and made her way to the bathroom.
"Stupid, fucking, evil, sodding red wine." She was so preoccupied with cursing and throwing up she hadn't known that she'd woken Treize from his half-drunken slumber. He opened the door and wasn't too impressed with what he saw.
"I did tell you to sip the wine, Lady. Not gulp it down like some carbonated soda." Treize reprimanded. After Treize had told Une that he wanted a baby she went through one and a half bottles on her own. She'd seemed to forget that she detested red wine. Which reminded him…"Lady, last night, you didn't answer my question…" He said as he retrieved her flannel and ran it under some cool water and patted it over her head.
"What question?" Une said knowing full well what he was on about as she pulled away from the toilet to lean against the wall of the bath with wet, cold flannel in hand.
"You know, about us having a baby."
"Oh, yeah. That." Une thought about what she was going to say to him. "What brings this subject up, Treize? Why have you only just decided that you want one now?"
"I don't know exactly…I just do. Especially since that time when I held Maria. It just brought the fact, that I want one, home to me. Didn't you feel the same?"
"Yes, I do admit that I did feel a twinge of wanting a baby, but I'm not sure if I'm – we're ready for that kind of responsibility…"
"But Une, I'm a General and you're a Colonel of an army. It's not like we can't handle a little responsibility!"
"Treize, this is different. It's a…it's a…it's a baby for crying out loud!"
"You won't be alone Lady," Treize sat down next to her on the floor with his back up against the bath. "I'll be there with you every step of the way."
"Treize, I still don't think you get it! It's a baby, a human. Not a puppy that you want now then sell it later when they start chewing your favourite leather shoes."
"I get what you mean!" Treize shouted. Une wasn't expecting it. "You don't love me enough! That's what it is!" Treize got up. "Now if you'll excuse me, this marble floor is freezing and I have no clothes on."
"Yeah, sure, you don't love me unless you freeze your arse off for me…" Une mumbled, throwing Treize's comment back in his face before throwing up again.
After Treize left she picked herself up and went to the cabinet to take some Pepto-Bismol. She picked up a glass from the side of the sink, filled it up with cold water and dropped the Pepto-Bismol tablets in it and watched it fizz for a while.
A/N: If you see this fic going anywhere, please review for me. I need motivation and advice. And because I'm busy with college I need a reason to keep writing it.